Lyrical Breakdown of New Whirl Odor - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "New Whirl Odor" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Public Enemy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "New Whirl Odor" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Public Enemy employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
  • Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Public Enemy's narrative.

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"Public Enemy" "We will make it funky!" "Public Enemy" I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor Check that soul in 'cause the tape is rollin' The Black don't crack, where that party at? Stax, jump back, come on, wax them tracks Johnny Juice, cut it live like them old 45's Strong songs survive on them biggest records 95 beats per second, P.E. record Now the color of death looks like the future is history Now why you dissin' me? 'Cause it ain't no mystery On the outside peekin' in, end of your freeride No way we can win, 'cause this the beginning of the end Of your liberal friends who sometimes pretend Everything's changed, while nothing's changed much Uh, don't y'all know, this is Chuck D Stays to the left of this and to the right of that Just Black, don't y'all know where my mind be at Shit, I wanna know where's the rest of my cats High trees be catchin' a lot of wind, my friend I smell a New Whirl Odor "Here we go again" "Public Enemy, New Whirl Odor" I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I flock to refugees who flock to me The Roots, The Coup, and kick aside the genocide and the juice Comedians, actors, nuclear reactors, players and ballplayers Singers, dancers, and rhymesayers Why do us like you do, ska-doo, fuck the residue Frustrated five on two's, no breaks for mad crews Now who the fuck is you? 'Cause we sick-a you Now who the fuck is you? 'Cause we sick-a you Community hoe-ses who be posin' as Moses in street clothes Who be the closest in blows-es Now every rhyme be for the future of mankind Crazy heads, they be cuttin' off they dreads Ruinin' health with little knowledge of self Income taxes breakin' off the backs off-a Blacks Who done 400 years in this abyss? So I'm pissed the fuck at this New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor I smell a New Whirl Odor, I smell a New Whirl Odor Some things in the air when the smoke clears Will it only be White folks and nothin' but Black jokes? How many be gone if they bomb barbershops and hair salons? It's time to dot com, time to dot com Before they rub out clubs where you get your drink on Mother, father, sister, bro, love is the message But war be the frontpage in this mess-age Ghetto celebs spread by the hundreds, macked by the same tactics With us in a tundra goin' under Avoidin' cries from sodomized society It's scary getting screwed without a dictionary It's scary getting screwed without a dictionary It's scary getting screwed without a dictionary The world is a ball of confusion The world is a ball of confusion The world is a ball of confusion The world is a ball of confusion